First off, I apologize to my friends and roleplay partners who've been left hanging. Any desire to cancel old threads is completely understandable.

I've been struggling with a serious health issue the past several months. There was a long period where things would seem to improve only to relapse, delaying things further. All that aside, just wanted to let people know I'm around again and to contact me via PM or Trillian - ironsoldier, if anyone wants to get things going again.

The lights go down in the Tension arena. The audience falls into an anticipatory hush as the announcer begins to announce the next wrestler to hit the ring. A fighter standing at 5'10", weighing in at 160lbs., hailing from Los Angeles, California...

Pumping techno begins to fill the stadium. The crowd swells in cheer. A spotlight hits the ramp, and as soon as Domino's name is called, the energetic youth leaps into view. His fist pumps into the air in salute to the audience, eliciting a pop! The young model basks in the praise a moment, letting the spotlight wash over his generously-exposed form. He's wearing his typical wrestling fashion of boots, trunks, and bracers, all done in his black and white motif. This leaves his sleekly-toned chest, arms, six-packed abdominals, and legs exposed for the audience's (and his opponent's~) viewing pleasure.

Domino suddenly breaks into a jog, favoring one side of the ramp to slap a train of high-fives with the enthusiastic Tension fans. While Domino may not have been involved in any of the hentai matches Tension is known for, there's something to be said about the teen's attitude, spirit, and showmanship! Though he's still a relatively new face around here, it's clear he's begun to make a name for himself by how the fans receive him.

Once Domino reaches the ring, he hops up onto the apron and grabs the top rope. He leans back to stretch them taut, and vaults himself up and over to land squarely on the mat. In short order, he rushes up a turnbuckle to throw his fist into the air with a bright, confident smile for the half of the arena he couldn't see before. But he only basks in this round of praise a moment before dropping to the mat to begin stretching, curiously watching the ramp for his opponent. Some girl he's never faced before...

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Vicki was back in the Tension ring again and boy, she's already had a rough start in her wrestling career. A few losses and no wins yet, that's not saying much. She would sigh as she looked in the mirror and wondered when she'll ever win a match. After so much pondering, one of te stage hands tells her that she's up in 5 minutes. Without further delay, Vicki went on her way to the walkway.

When Vicki's entrance music played, she came out on the walkway and immediately waved to the fans and blew kisses to the boys. She looked beautiful from head to her bare toes as she walked to the ring. Climbing to the ropes, she thought the man looked quite cute and she would go over to him. "Hi there, I'm Vicki, you must be my opponent. What's your name?"

As the girl enters the ring, the first thing Domino notices is that she's... barefoot. How quirky! And a bit risky, at that. He knows he could go for footstomps, but that might be a little too rough. He'd feel pretty miserable if he ended up breaking one of her toenails with a boot heel. Broken toenails suck, yo.

But the second thing he notices is that she's... friendly. Disarmingly so. The fact that she's cute doesn't hurt, either. The teen blinks at her, then flashes a boyish smile. "I go by Domino 'round here!," he replies. His right fist lifts to gently nudge the girl's chin with his fist. "Charmed. Hope you won't hold it against me if you wind up on your back tonight." The playful taunt is punctuated with a wink.

Meanwhile, the referee waves to signal the start of the match. *DING!*

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Vicki raised an eyebrow as she said, "Domino, eh? Well, Domino, I think YOU will be the one on your back once I "tip" you over." She chuckled as she got in her fighting stance and waited for the bell to ring. She watched the ref raise her hand and wave to signal the start of the match and it immediately got underway. Vicki would walk over to Domino and raise her hands up for a test of strength. "Come on, big boy, show me what you got."

"Oh, ha-ha," scoffs Domino, hoping the girl doesn't notice the grin still present on his face. He either wasn't taking her very seriously, or this is just fun for him. It's likely the latter.

When the bell sounds off, Domino moves out of his corner and steps right up to the shorter girl. Rather than immediately take her hands, he closes in enough to push his bare chest against her breasts, bringing the two grapplers nearly nose-to-nose. Those dark amethyst eyes of his lock onto her big, expressive browns, challenging. Only at that point does he lift his hands, fingers going to lace with hers. Assuming that contact is made, he immediately leans into her, streamlined biceps flexing as he attempts to bow her body backwards and begin walking her towards a corner.

As soon as she felt Domino's fingers lacing with hers, Vicki would go all out in pushing her way to get Domino at her mercy. Domino was definitely strong, but Vicki was determined to keep up with him and wouldn't let anything get in the way. She would look into his eyes and can see that he's just as determined as she is, so neither is going to hold anything back.

Vicki had to take at least one step forward to gain an edge here. If Domino gets the upper hand, then she's in trouble.

Domino's body tilts more against her, his arms pushing against hers, but he didn't go all-out from the beginning. To his surprise, the little firecracker pushes him back a step! Those eyes widen, then narrow again with a coy smile. Rather than push directly against her, Domino's attempts to yank her arms down to the sides and twist them behind her back, hoping to force her slender body against his. If caught, he'll begin squeezing her hard, crushing her abdomen to his in a wrist-locked bearhug.

Vicki thought she was getting the upper hand, but then Domino surprised her with a little trick of his own. Her arms were pulled in and Domino would start twisting them behind her back. "AAHH! HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" she screamed out as she tried to get out of Domino's grasp. But then, Vicki got lifted up in the wrist-locked bear hug and she would immediately feel pressure on her arms and back as she was being squeezed. "NNGH! PUT ME DOWN!"

The young model leans back, putting more pressure against her stomach with his own chiseled abs. His arms begin tensing, increasing in power every time the girl exhales until he's pumping her body hard to his. He tilts his head forward to touch his forehead to hers. He attempts to lock his eyes with hers again, studying them, curious to see how she'll handle the tight, wrenching embrace. And at this proximity, his every breath laps against her lips warmly, his heart pounding against her chest.

Vicki grunted and groaned more as the bear hug kept getting tighter and tighter. To add weirdness to the pain, she would feel his forehead touching hers and his eyes locked in with her own as he breathes against her lips. She tried to turn her head away as she said, "Will you just stop that? Already a few minutes in the match and you wanna go lovey-dovey on me?!" Vicki's legs would kick out and she tried to kick against Domino to make him let go.